Choice

Should i take the offer and become a Public Relations Officer?

Or should i stay on as a server?

Such a difficult choice.

Christmas Eve

My Christmas eve was burnt working my ass off, serving all the crazy people more and more alcohol and them getting all drunk and vomitting like no tomorrow.

It was just plain mad.

I started at 5pm, setting up the whole place alone. If you are wondering why i'm doing the setup all alone, its only because some people were late and i had to do everything myself again. My supervisor didnt even bother helping me with the heavy marble tables and all he helped to do was to say things like, "Where's Claudia?" "Where are the menus?"

I had enough at that point of time, and i broke down outside while moving the alfresco chairs. I felt like giving up everything and throwing all the rockglasses and whatever that is throwable onto the floor and set it all on fire. I cried for awhile and guess what? Nobody cared even.

I went for dinner alone and i met Dalif halfway through my meal. We talked for awhile then i left to buy food for Santos. After dinner, it was a bitching session at Fashion. It was hilarious because there was no customers and it was between Santos, Muffin, Meimei and me. First, when Muffin came to work, Santos told him that there was a reservation for 100pax and that they were all bikini girls.

And Muffin believed him.

I laughed and laughed at Muffin please. Then he defended himself by saying that he didnt believe the bikini girls part, but in the 100pax reservation part. It was hilarious please. He's like damn naive. But the sad part was that he's resigning at the end of this month.

Everything passed in a blur after that.

Everytime i went back to the service counter, i saw another bottle of something (be it hard liquor, wine or champange.) it was crazy. I prolly sold only like four bottles of wine for the whole night. So my personal bottle sales sure sucked big time. But then again. i sold a bottle of Martell Cordon Bleu on the 23rd December. It makes up for all the bottles that the rest sold. =)

Then i served this customer, he wanted to get another mixer for his bottle of Chivas. So i got his mixer and gave him back his change. There was $35 in the bill folder, he took one $10 note out and gave the rest to me. That was mad tipping please!

Fionette, Lizhen and Becky came down to Fashion for some wine and to chillout. I spent alot of my time talking to them. Then Dawn and friend came down. They had abit of a problem ordering their drinks while i was pushing for Waterfall since i was bored. But they ordered other drinks and it was near closing already. So i started counting out the tips and disseminating things for all the floor staff to do.

I was quite annoyed the whole time during operations, only because of my bar captain's attitude. Of all the bar staff, only he gives us attitude. His thinking is that all the fault lies in the floor staff and not any of his bar staff. My point of view is that he's fucked up please. Its like if the bar fucks up our orders then its us floor staff that gets it first hand and not any of the bar staff. Its like, you dun see any of the customers going to the bar after tasting their fucked up drinks. Normally, the first thing they'll do is to fuck whichever server that served them the drinks.

I swear, one more time he fucks the floor staff. I will punch his annoying face. Fucking knn cheebye.

Off day on xmas

All i can say is, THANKS FOR THE OFF DAY ON CHRISTMAS ITSELF!!

WHOOOHOOOO! Party!

Off day with Zee, Specs and Apai.

My off day was spent with Zee, Specs and Apai. We were all laughing non-stop because of the funny things that happened.

See, Apai came to join us when we were at Ljs. Specs just bought his food and was dooling out chili sauce when he turned behind to see who was coming. The chilli sauce that was meant for the platter went onto the tray. Zee and i laughed and laughed at Specs, Apai sat down and we both pointed it out to him, then he started laughing and laughing at Specs.

Specs just sat there smiling like a retard.

Then we went for a free movie! Zee got us the tickets and we went into the lift. On the way up, the door opened at the 6th floor, Apai and Specs made a motion to move towards the door. Then Zee and i laughed at them. Then it was my turn when i nearly went out of the lift at the 8th floor.

Basket, super embarrassed can.

We finally got into the cinema and i refused to sit with Apai. Its like, what if he decides to fart in the cinema? I will die, i tell you. So it was Apai, Zee, Me then Specs. We watch some gay show i tell you, Nativity.

KNN.

It was a christian movie about the birth of Jesus, as if i didnt know how did Jesus come about. It was darn lame. But the way the priests' talked was pretty funny, at least to the four of us. Then Specs had to ask me about a scene that passed already. He was damn slow please.

Some General in the show was talking to the King, and Zee had to mention that it sounded like Haris. The four of us started giggling and giggling non-stop. Then came the famous scene where baby Jesus was in the mager with Mary and Joseph, and i leaned over to Specs and whispered, "What if Apai was in this scene ah?" Specs started giggling again.

I leaned to my other side and told Zee the same thing and Zee started giggling also. Apai was giggling along with us even though he didnt know what we were giggling about. So the four of us giggled even more. It was mad please.

So there was this scene where the sun was rising. I leaned over to Zee again and asked. "Please dun tell me that this is the ending." Zee was like, "This is the ending." Then the both of us started giggling again. It was hilarious please.

We left Cineleisure after the show and went downstairs to smoke. Then all three of them decided to mimick the red indian holler in the show, and they all were hollering everywhere while i laughed my guts out. It was one hell of a day.

Then we all ran to the MRT station and took pictures in the train while on the way home.

Zee and Specs.

My gorilla!

Specs insisted that he was handsome in this photo, which made Zee and i start giggling all over again. BAHAHAHAH.

Adam's STD.

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Monday blues.

Its finally my off day.

Saturday was just plain mad please. But that aside, Adam came down to Fashion to see me! I was bored to tears, but his appearance made my day. =)

Sunday had the worst sales ever. I was so bored that i did everything i was supposed to do twice. I even had time to sit on the floor and talk to my supervisor while hugging a cushion. Since it was only Mez, Spec and me on shift, the three of us took turns to go walk around the whole of Cannery and smoke our guts out. We just had too much free time.

We closed at 2am and did all the closing stuff. It was the easiest day for me to count tips and order sheets, because there was zero tips and eleven order sheets.

Monday was probably the best shit ever. We had like zero customers till it was 11pm then the tsunami came in. It was crazy, had like quite a few bottle sales even thought it was a Monday. Boss came in with Bernard Lim and had quite a few Veuves also. I was too efficient and ended up giving the wrong change to a customer. But he didnt even realise at all. He gave me $100 for a $56 bill and the change was supposed to be $44 right? I gave him another person's change, which was $24. He took it and didnt even say anything.

Super fortunate for me. If not i have to answer alot of questions.

There was this group of kids, i call them kids because they were a bunch of boys that needed to think of what to drink. But still, they spent like $100 before the birthday boy asked me if there was a birthday discount. I told him i'll look into it and got him a Flaming Lamborgini. I flamed it and served it to him, he nearly died after the Lamborgini. He collasped onto the counch and told his friends that he couldnt take anymore liquor. I laughed in his face.

He bloody tried to hook me please.

Sorry, i dun date small kids. Then another one of his friends came and ordered a Waterfall for him. I hate serving Waterfall because its fucking difficult to serve. But still, i went ahead and served him one. He really died after the Waterfall.

After that was more and more drink ordering everywhere. Then it was 3am and still the customers havent left. I was extremely frustrated and i kept cursing and swearing. Haris (Bar Captain) completed his inventory for the day and an order came along for five shots of Sambucca.

Me: "Haris, theres an order for five shots of Sambucca."
Haris: *turns around* "Ni nabeh chao chee bye."

I started laughing and laughing because of the way he said it, even after he completed the order for me, i was still hysterical with laughter. I served the Sambucca shots and got the payment. I thought that was all and that we could do closing already. But no, the fucks just had to order another five shots of tequila. Haris was cursing and cursing like no tomorrow while doing the drinks. I served it and got the payment.

Then he redid all the inventory and he just turned around to see another order sheet for three vodka orange and one vodka redbull. He really flipped this time and he was cursing audibly until he found the customer standing right in front of him waiting for the drinks and payment. He cracked a smile to the customer and i was trying to hold my laughter in.

I got fed up after another fifteen minutes and told Efference (Dj) to cut the music. He gave them one last song and that was it. I was thanking the heavens please. We started counting the order sheets and bottle sales. While we were counting, this fuck from the group of fuckers kept repeating her words, like a tape recorder.

"How old do you think i am?"
"How old do you think i am?"
"How old do you think i am?"
"How old do you think i am?"
"How old do you think i am?"

Till Claudia and i got fucking fed up and i started laughing again, all because the way that fucker repeatedly repeated her question was fucking funny. Haris was damn bewildered when i was laughing, because i laughed silently and he was trying to find out the reason why i was laughing. It was one hell of a day and tips was fucking good. =)

And now i get to enjoy my off day.

Sunday @ Fashion.

It feels like forever since i last had my off day.

I started learning how to bartend today. It started only because i was fucking bored to tears. There wasnt any customer in sight, and i was cold and bored. So i decided to ask Haris how to bartend. He gave me permission to go into the bar so that he could teach me how to bartend.

He got me an empty bottle and a spout and i kept trying and trying to pour a peg of water. At times, i achieved it. But mostly, i missed the 30ml by like too much or too little. The thing i couldnt master was the "cut". I was damn annoyed with the "cutting".

I gave up after an hour because my arm was whining already. And sales sucked today, because it is a Sunday and there wasnt much customers. It was the first time all my order sheets were so easy to account for, because there was only eleven of them. How interesting.

Tommy taught me bar tricks when i was in the bar. So i have alot of new tricks up my sleeve. He told me about the time where he did a twin tower Waterfall, the customers were all stockbrokers and they ordered Waterfall. Then, he told them that he'll stack twin towers and one tower would cost $100, so two towers is equivilent to $200. He flamed the sambucca and it looked really great, but the decorations at the ceiling got burnt.

His manager was about to yell at him when he threw over the $200 for the Waterfall. There wasnt a word from his manager about the ceiling after that. =)

First at Kandi.

Apparently, my new supervisor thinks very highly of me also.

It was Fashion Bar for me today. Met up with Specs at Yishun and went to work together. We went into Fashion late and W kinda scolded both of us. But Spec got the most scolding, because W knew that i was working late the previous day.

First thing we had to do was to change out of our uniform because we arent Kandi people any longer. =(

Spec didnt have any any other tops with him, so he had to wear his singlet with his jacket. We spent like forever waiting for all the bartenders to setup the bar and Spec and Selva decided to think of nicks for everyone.

Faz- BB (Barback)
Selva- Hisap (suck cock in malay)
Mafiz- Muffin (his name sounds like muffin)
Santos- Ah beng (because he looks like one, and i say so.)

And they all call me Baby Fiona, like thanks man.

But nothing compares to Team Kandi.

N O T H I N G.

Transferred to Fashion Bar.

I have been transferred to FashionTV Bar. Most likely, i'll be promoted to a Senior Server once i've received my confirmation. But this is the one time that i dun want the promotion.

Why?

Because i belong to Kandi Bar.

Now i feel like crying, fuck.

like what the flying fuck.

I realised why i always felt tired whenever i'm in school or out in the day. It is because i'm too used to nightlife and my body clock refuses doesnt want to change back to normal timings. I missed like two months of school this year and it was just mad. I dun think anyone missed as much school days as i have.

But then now that i'm having my off days, which means days that i dun have to work, i feel tired easily. Its as if i need to lie down and sleep, and that only happens when i'm not working.

Like what the flying fuck.

Moving on, i realised everyone is fucking like hamsters these days. Stop having sex without protection please. If you or your girlfriend gets pregnant, its going to cost you quite afew hundreds just to go for an abortion. So please fuck with a condom.

And apparently, Spencer thinks i'm hot. HAHA.



And i miss this woman of mine. I miss having coffee with her at Starbucks on a lazy weekday afternoon when she doesnt have school and i skipped mine. I miss her telling me to stop smoking so much and eventually joining me for a cigarette every now and then. I miss her saying, "Awww Fiona." I miss having her around because now theres nobody to bitch with me.

And thus, i'm offering SGD100 to the first person who can convince her mom to let her come back to Singapore and finish her nursing education here. The money is real and i dun really care how you convince her mom.

Term and Conditions:

• My name must not be used.
• No pre-informing Marie's mom about this prize money.
• No threatening or kidnapping should be involved.
• No hijacking of planes.
• No Mafia/Secret Societies/Gang related activities.
• No harm to her or her immediate/distant families.
• Anything that is against the law or human rights.

Days gone by.

Sometimes i wish i wasnt so capable, so that i dun have so many responsibilities.

The past two days was hell because Saturday was a weekend and Sunday was 1 for 1. We were all screwed on Saturday because a meeting was called for all staff. One of the reasons was because Friday's performance sucked big time. So the meeting was for all the understand the basic things that we should do and not do. The meeting lasted for like ninety minutes and after that we were sent for dinner.

I was given another responsibility, the staff declaration form. Everytime when i come to work, i need to go around and let everyone on shift declare their belongings and amount of cash. I only volunteered to do it because nobody wanted to. It felt like being forced to do it, just because nobody else volunteered. So it was down to me then.

We were all allocated sections to be in charge of. As usual, i got the inside section, but nearer to the toilets. It was cool because my section only filled up like later in the night and not immediately. But still, someone had to fuck up my section for me. Instead of taking care of her own section, she came over and fucked mine up.

The situation was that she had a couple who wanted to be seated inside, and seeing that i have one table empty, she brought them in and had them seated there. I wasnt around because i was collecting my order. When i came back, i was surprised to see two extra people at my section and her serving them. Being the easily annoyed person i am, i asked her what the fuck was her problem. She told me the customers wanted to sit in my section, and i was like super annoyed with her.

Her own section she never take care and she wants to push people into MY section?!

FUCK YOU CHEEBYE.

So i asked her to move the customers away to her section, and she walked off. She bloody walked off and expected me to pick up her shit. I was super angry and i was quite ready to yank her back by her shirt and punch her face. Then i thought about the consequences, like why should i lose my job because of her? Why should i let her get away with 1.4k a month?

So i decided to get back at her by becoming her Floor Captain, i'll make sure she gets it from me then.

I went over to the table and explained to the couple the situation, luckily they were understanding and ordered a bottle of Moet and Chandon Brut. See, the low tables in my section was reserved for people who open bottles. She jolly well knew about the fucking information and she chose to ignore it. And by her doing what she did, she would get away with helping me fuck my section, but ultimately i'm the one thats going to get fucked.

I started serving Flaming Lamborginis on Saturday. Altogether i served like three during the whole night. I had an order for Waterfall, but i wasnt sure how to serve it, so i asked Xun to help me with it. Xun is my Bar Captain by the way, he's one cool dude whose voice doesnt go with his body. HAHAH.

So the rest of the night went by eventfully and closing was easy because the chains came and we could chain all the chairs together instead of carrying them in all the time. I had to do the orders and tips again. Then it was home at 6am.

Sunday was really quiet in the beginning. I was sent for dinner with Faz, so we went to MS to eat. I went over to the supermarket after dinner because i had to buy Equal for the bar because we ran out. Then it was back to work. It was 1 for 1 on Sundays and it wasnt as bad as i thought it was, until the people started coming in like no tomorrow. It was a battle then, the serve the drinks and collect the payment.

Then i had some trannies come in with some old guy. The guy was like 65 years old please, with three trannies. All my servers turned and looked at them before they all scarpered and made themselves look busy. So being the only female staff around, i had to serve them. But before i could turn, the old guy was right beside me asking me for directions to the toilet. So i decided to lead him there.

Me: "Watch your step, sir."

And he fell down.

Its like he didnt even hear me telling him to watch his step please. Then one of the trannies pushed past me and helped him up. I stood there staring like a retard. My supervisor was worried about the floor more then helping the customer up. Both of us went, what the fuck please.

I walked around some more and went back in to take the trannies' order.

Me: "Hi, ready to order? How about some champange?"
Trannies: "Yes!"
Me: "How about a Dom Perinon for you Sir? Its the best champange we've got."
Trannies: "Okay! Okay!"

So i went to get the Dom Perinon for them and came back to serve them. I popped the cork and the champange overflowed. I tried to hide the spillage by lowering the bottle below table level on the pretext of examining it so that they wouldnt see it. Then i started pouring it out for them. The trannie nearest to me, picked up the first glass that i filled and presented it to another trannie, saying that its for her SISTAH. Then "she" picked up the second glass and presented it to the old guy, saying its for her HUSBANDD. I wanted to flip already, but i wasnt done serving the champange yet. Once i finished serving, one of the trannies asked me to go get a glass and drink with them. I declined politely and took the payment and got the hell out of there.

I was quite horrified please. The next time i went back into the area, i saw the trannies waving for me to come over. I went over and they requested in very bad english, for me to cork back the champange because they wanted to bring it home. So i bought it back to the bar only to be told that champange cannot be corked back because we didnt have extra corks. In the end, my supervisor talked to the trannie and they left, holding the bottle in hand.

Santos was bugging me to go out for drinks with him, but i kept avoiding his questions till i said i was waiting for payday. He looked at me weird then he asked me why i spent my pay so quickly. I gave him one bewildered stare and told him that i didnt get my pay yet because i joined only after the 20th. We then started talking about abortions and he was telling me all about his ex girlfriend who got pregnant and how they went for abortion and all.

(Mind you, we were talking about it over the bar counter in front of all the customers.)

Jade from America's Top Model came to my bar. I didnt even know because i ran out for a smoke break. Apai grabbed me and told me not to make any noise, then he told me Jade was here. My first reaction was who the hell is Jade? Then he explained who she was.

I started to do the order totalling and there so many in front of me. Plus, Santos didnt tell me that he put the bottle sales in one of the boxes, and i threw everything out. So i had to do everything again.

BAH.

And i cannot believe i begged to go to work tmr.

Brain dead.

Someone please dig my brains out.

I dun want to think anymore, drink brain haemorrage. Its a shot.

And why is everyone in my workplace asking me for a date?

Do i look like i'm loose?! Or maybe because i'm the only girl? Now, imagine if i'm the kind that sleeps around. Shit, bad thought. Bad bad Fiona.

Event @ Kandi, Lush 99.5

It was Lush 99.5FM event yesterday. I came in at 10 with Apai and the whole place looked mad. It was chaotic to the max. Chivas was freeflow and everyone was drinking like four glasses at one go, even the bar ran out of rock glasses.

Specs saw me and asked for a kiss. So i gave him one, on the cheek.

Mid shift people left and i took over Bernard Lim's table. He's one cool guy i tell you. I had to keep opening Mmums (champange) for him because there was ten bottles of it at his disposal. My boss and his group of people moved into the VIP area and ordered more champange, Mmums and Veuve. Boss ordered like ten bottles of Veuve for the group and we served so many Veuves and Mumms that we started collecting all the corks.

Apai: "Wheres my fucking cork man!"
Mez: "Down there lah eh. How many you got."
Apai: "I got five, but now i got four!"
Mez: "Gimmie one."
Apai: "You got what!"
Me: "Eh shut up and gimmie the white one!"
Both: "You need cork for what!?"
Me: "To collect lah then?!"

i have like three in total and i threw them all in my locker.

And how about Zee bumped into me at the bar, and my tummy hit the counter and it hurt like a bitch. Eve, Angie and Apai just laughed at me, moaning away. It hurt like a bitch. But Zee didnt know his own strength so he didnt gauge how hard he bumped me. He's my gorilla anyway, so i shall forgive him.

Apai kept giving me shocks the whole night, by sliding up right beside me and blowing on his whistle. Every single time, i'll jump and stare at him for five seconds before i'll rage an attack on him. He got the worst treatment from me yesterday. I pinched his nipples till he squealed.

Overall, i had alot of fun yesterday. 40 bottles of Chivas gone in 2 1/2 hours. Thats just plain mad.

Event today from 4.30-7.30. 60 pax. 10k worth of drinks. I dun know how are they going to finish even 5k worth of drinks. HAHA.

Good day at work.

Hello there, the angel from my nightmare.

HAHA.

Okay, yesterday was one hell of a day. Ace had to go to the hospital and i had to juggle one section alone outside. I was pretty much fine with it, but it did slow down my efficiency alittle. But still, i managed it all the way till closing and W, my manager was extremely pleased with my performance. He gave me that grave and forbidding look and told me that he needed to talk to me. I was kinda scared because of his expression, like what the hell is he going to say to me?!

I finished whatever i was doing and went to look for him.

He said and i quote, : "You're doing a very good job. We need team players like you. Be a team leader!"

I was kinda happy please.

HAPPY HAPPY!

By the time we were done with closing, i was counting the tips and totalling the orders for the day. I had abit of problem with the tips because of some change that went missing. But thats like out of my league already, so its not for me to say.

I'm working 10pm-5am for the rest of the week!

Suggestions.

I'm HOME!

I just wish that pay will come earlier. I'm one broke person, i swear. I cant wait to go shopping!

Shop till i drop!

=)

I was thinking of suggestions to make my workplace even better. And what to do for Christmas!

Brow piercing

Jo clamped my brow and he asked me, "So, pain or not?"

YOU TELL ME LAH.

Apparently i have gay brows, because they dun have meat on them. Jo found it really hard to clamp on my brow and i was tolerating the pain. But i hate it the most when i can feel the needle going in, because its the most uncomfortable thing to have happen to you. This i swear, because same goes for my monroe. =)

Off day! Finally!

Blogger decided to scare the living shit out of me when they said my password was incorrect. I nearly died. Like thanks man.

Anyway, its finally my off day. I'm fucking tired and i'm falling sick yet again.

Work was fine after Friday. But all quiet on Sunday, because its like the beginning of the week again. I finally got to have a dinner break today. I had one hour to kill, so i went over to Asylum to eat and talk to Cassie.

And Specs said that he wants to sleep with me. He can sleep in the dustbin please. Santos the Ah Beng kept disturbing me, like asking me if i ate already and whether i have the strength to carry a tray, just because i dropped a bottle of Corona. He's funny lah, like when he called me a Chao Ah Lian.

Okay, the Chao Ah Lian part is so not funny.

I met Jeremy again, after 11months. He doesnt recognise me anymore, but he was in my workplace today. Apparently, he's P's friend. So yeah, thats the end of the story between Jeremy and me. =(

Oh, and the cashier thought i was the Floor Captain. So that explains why she yelled at me on Opening night. She thought i was the Floor Captain because i seemed more capable then the rest of them (as quoted from P.)

Opening Night, Kandi Bar.

Yesterday, 8-10pm was the worst period of my life.

All Singaporeans are fucking selfish and greedy. It was freeflow for that two hours and it was sheer chaos. The place was so packed that we had to keep blowing a whistle to get through the crowd. And half the crocodiles were plucked out of the walls and chair. I even found the outer covering of a crocodile that lost all its stuffing.

But what irks me the most was that they all decided to stand behind our service counter and block our fucking way.

I swear it was so annoying.

And because they just stood right behind us and tapped our shoulder every minute asking for drinks and more drinks. Like that stupid bitch who kept asking for Bellinis and vodka limes. She was so goddamn drunk already and still she wants to drink. And i got shouted at because of someone else's incompetence.

Then a champange glass (flute) dropped onto me. Half my shirt was like wet with Bellini. Then this gay guy saw it and he kept asking me if i was okay. He was waiting for his drinks and it was taking too long. So later i brought him like 15bottles of Heineken. He was damn happy please! Then he said that he'll come back and look for me.

I went, what the fuck.

By 2am, my legs and back feel like breaking. So one by one, we were sent for a short break to sit down and smoke/drink water. I went with Specs and he told me all about Smoove, plus let me have a peep at Smoove's crowd. I swear that needed a huge whistle to get through the whole crowd.

We closed at 4am. But we had to stay till 7am to do closing plus help Pat find her captains order. But she couldnt find it and one piece costs like $50. I had to help her look through all the captain's order just to find hers. It took like two hours please.

I was damn tired at the end of everything.

I just kicked off my shoes and laid down at the VIP area to rest. Most of us were out of cigs, then miraculously, a pack of Dunhill lights appeared and we all started smoking.

Even though i'm fucking tired, i only slept for five hours then i woke up and couldnt sleep no more.

Work tonight at 10pm!

Eve of Opening.

Today felt like the longest day of my life.

I had to rush down to head office for my staff pass photo. (I'm getting my staff pass!) Then went for breakfast because the others were late as usual. Then took a cab down to MOS and we arrived there at 11am, the time we were supposed to get there. But P and W werent around yet, so the majority that was there started smoking (non-stop) and talking away.

My phone was being a pain in the ass because it kept rejecting my outgoing smses and calls. It made me quite annoyed.

We all lounged around for like two hours. Even Apai and Muz had time to sleep on the sofas in Pure. The rest of us just sat around.

Ace: "Eh! How to walk ah?!"
Me: "Use your legs lah."

Then we got orders to go for lunch and come back at 2pm to start our session. The whole lot of us were all waiting for our Supervisor to come in. Pat was still doing her own stuff as usual, even though she hasnt memorised her housepour spirits and beers yet. She kept putting it off with a wave of her hand, saying that she needed her mind to be relaxed, by reading the newspaper.

LIKE THAT HELPS YA.

Reyton tried pushing her to memorise her housepours, but she kept avoiding his questions. So being the gentleman that he is, he didnt want to force her to memorise her housepours, even though opening's tmr.

So P came in like the wind, and the first thing he did was to yell at one of the bartenders for always being perpetually late. Then he shot a question at Pat, asking her what was the name of our housepour gin. She couldnt answer and she looked at all the other severs (including me) for help. Obviously we werent supposed to help her, and we didnt.

Privately, i think that she is sucha loser. She doesnt even want to make an effort to even try and memorise the housepours and she expects us to tell her the answer. Senior server my foot.

So she got shot another question by P, asking her to name to lagers that we serve. She couldnt answer again. The look on her face told me everything i needed to know. She didnt even bother to look at the beer section at all. Thus it explains her clueless look.

She kept getting shouted at and she couldnt handle the memorising at all. Rey got shouted at also, because she couldnt remember her housepours. But Rey took it all in and didnt say a word to her.

P came along and asked all floor staff whether it was fair for all of us if Pat didnt make an effort to do her part. In our minds, all of us were thinking that it was unfair, but we all chose not to say anything because she started crying. For what she started crying for, i dun know. But all i know is that crying doesnt help at all.

W called her out and talked to her while P talked to us. We all agreed that it was unfair to us, but sometimes, we do meet people who are slower at memorising things and we cant help it. P asked us why we didnt say anything before W called her out. All of us voiced out our opinions and agreed that we didnt say anything because she was crying already.

Seriously, i dun know how to help her at all. I tell her Agave plant so many times and she still cannot get it. Everyone tried helping her in his way and still it doesnt work. I hope she does something about this before opening tmr. If not, we cannot save her from getting even more scoldings.

Once that was over, we all went downstairs to do set up. You try moving/cutting/ripping 49 barstool and 30 low table boxes and bubblewrap all in 15mins and you tell me how does it feel like. I swear i wanted to die. I was sweating like a waterfall. Even Santos had something to say about it.

We were all sent for dinner at 640pm and all of us were famished. Rey told us about the birthday treat that his ex-workplace would give if its your birthday. Ace jumped in and suggested that we suggest to P about it, so that we could get that too. And to add on that his birthday was coming soon, in december. All of us disagreed at once just because Ace would be the first one to get it. Then Specs said that we should start from January. You should have seen Ace's face. He was so sad because if it came to pass, he would have to wait one whole year again for his birthday.

All of us laughed after seeing his expression. He's just so funny see.

Heres an example.

Ace: "You got bike what, dun need to say."
Santos: "Yarh, but i live nearby only. Just over the bridge."
Ace: *bewildered expression* "Then why you take bike? Take BICYCLE LAH. Save petrol."

All of us laughed like mad at what Ace said.

Me: "Eh, but its his own bike what, let him bike here even though its so near lah."

My colleagues are all so funny!

And i'm the youngest, YET AGAIN. RAHHHHHH.